evolutionary prose involving comparisons
A soiled dish rag amongst clean plates.
A yellow M’n'M in a sea of brown ones.
A brown leather belt holding up silky black dress pants.
An ominous cloud in a clear blue sky.
An insignificant pebble nestled in a home for boulders.
A boulder – a monstrous, grey, scarred boulder.
Surrounded.
Completely blocked in – blocked in – by pebbles.
Smooth, shiny, precious, and desired.
The kind of stone an eight year old boy searches for to skip…
…to dance, across the surface of a calm lake.
The colorful sparkle of quartz.
The brilliance of sapphire.
The texture of layered limestone.
All attractive and all desired.
But the boulder still sits.
Distracting the eye from the beauty surrounding it.
It’s size becomes and obstacle;
An obstacle that casts a shadow on the glorious.
An obstacle that hinders the searcher from realizing.
From realizing the incredible set of intricately designed jewels.
The boulder must be chiseled and cut down.
For at its core is a pebble;
A rock;
A stone;
A reflection of something much greater.
